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(BIRDS BEGIN TO FERCH ON BRANCHES.)
Oranges tumble, nature was genuinely most marvellousβholding warm memories in every corner of ambrosual flourishing blossoms and heat of sun. \ Hulsenbeck: Kin-Of-Greesacht. \ Open The Gate!
AUNTY & UNCLE. (1994-1999.)
β’ (2000-2003.) THE ELDEST. β
THE MIDDLE. | (2004-2006.)
β’ (2007-2010.) YOUNGEST.
Bliss and merriment, are in one sentences to yearning for bona-fide romantism. Not merely connecting hearts, not merely reach dreams and forgetting the pastβyet to embrace and appreciate every candescent of grass that records us.
β€Ώ It Could Bloom, In Soul, In Core.
Youth, time of beauteous. It shall not dissipate solely by forgetting, because every atmosphere that witnesses the anecdote will constantly intertwined the heart in myriad way. βI can sense the scent of blossoms, making me drown and ecstasy, everytime I close my eyes, that's where my childhood was neatly arranged.β
MAIL YOUR LETTER: @GreesachtBot.
CARD-BEEN-TAKEN. \ TAKEN LIST.
βββ Linked Core: Kin Of Greesacht.
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(BIRDS BEGIN TO FERCH ON BRANCHES.)
Oranges tumble, nature was genuinely most marvellousβholding warm memories in every corner of ambrosual flourishing blossoms and heat of sun. \ Hulsenbeck: Kin-Of-Greesacht. \ Open The Gate!
AUNTY & UNCLE. (1994-1999.)
β’ (2000-2003.) THE ELDEST. β
THE MIDDLE. | (2004-2006.)
β’ (2007-2010.) YOUNGEST.
Bliss and merriment, are in one sentences to yearning for bona-fide romantism. Not merely connecting hearts, not merely reach dreams and forgetting the pastβyet to embrace and appreciate every candescent of grass that records us.
Salute, Kin Of Greesacht! I Name, Muse and ID genuinely desire to connecting my soul into your cycle of pilgrimage. Born, (0000). I will take the (Aunty/Uncle, Eld-Mid-Young.) as my figure. Embrace the new euphonious within my heart, Kin Of Greesacht. Thank you!
β€Ώ It Could Bloom, In Soul, In Core.
Youth, time of beauteous. It shall not dissipate solely by forgetting, because every atmosphere that witnesses the anecdote will constantly intertwined the heart in myriad way. βI can sense the scent of blossoms, making me drown and ecstasy, everytime I close my eyes, that's where my childhood was neatly arranged.β
MAIL YOUR LETTER: @GreesachtBot.
CARD-BEEN-TAKEN. \ TAKEN LIST.
βββ Linked Core: Kin Of Greesacht.
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STARTING SOON
Shoreline Waiting Room
βAudio and tides, check.
Chat... Behaving, maybe?β
The screen fades in before the countdown even finishes. It was a few seconds too early. The shoreline seems busy today. Waves overlap each other the same way chat messages do. Aquamarine settles in, the streamβs going on live whether they are ready or not.
βWoahβwait, okay okay. Hi, Chat! Iβm here! Too early... Again, you say? Yeah, I know. SO, I double check the list of this monthβs Pearls of the Tide before our zatsu, ANDDD they go to @theellsword, @Shineninng, @CasaSolmare, @LineageofZhu, and @TheVansents!β
Aquamarine sits back, feeling satisfied, watching the name ripple through the chat like dropped pebbles.
Stream ending in 3... 2... 1.
Otsupies, @DropTheScythe! π¬
Shoreline Waiting Room
βAudio and tides, check.
Chat... Behaving, maybe?β
The screen fades in before the countdown even finishes. It was a few seconds too early. The shoreline seems busy today. Waves overlap each other the same way chat messages do. Aquamarine settles in, the streamβs going on live whether they are ready or not.
βWoahβwait, okay okay. Hi, Chat! Iβm here! Too early... Again, you say? Yeah, I know. SO, I double check the list of this monthβs Pearls of the Tide before our zatsu, ANDDD they go to @theellsword, @Shineninng, @CasaSolmare, @LineageofZhu, and @TheVansents!β
Aquamarine sits back, feeling satisfied, watching the name ripple through the chat like dropped pebbles.
Stream ending in 3... 2... 1.
Otsupies, @DropTheScythe! π¬